Just a few years ago, Anne Hathaway was one of my least favorite celebrities. Sure, she had acting talent, but everything about her persona as an actress was so over the top, and she often came across as a total try-hard. The other day I was watching The Princess Diaries, and I had an important realization: I think I like Anne Hathaway again. What has changed? Is it me? Is it her? To find out, let’s go back to the beginning, and see what really happened. Today also happens to be Anne’s 36th birthday, so I’m really giving her a chance to redeem herself.
In my estimation, Anne Hathaway’s career can be split up into five rough phases. A lot has changed since the days of The Princess Diaries, so let’s take a closer look at Anne’s trajectory, and how we feel about it. Back in 2002, 20-year-old Anne didn’t suck. She wasn’t ever like a Hilary Duff-level of lovable or anything, but she was quirky, cute, and–most importantly–not pretentious. She knew how to do family movies without seeming dumb and annoying, and she perfectly pulled off the balance of clumsy but poised and mature. She also avoided any of the scandals that befell other young stars of her generation.
The second major phase of her career was when she really focused on becoming a ~serious actress~. This included movies like Brokeback Mountain and The Devil Wears Prada. Both of these are classics, but it’s easy to see where Anne’s annoying streak started to come into play. Anyone who takes themselves too seriously gets old really quickly.
The period from 2009-2011 was where things really got rough. At this point, Anne was a big name star, but some of her movie choices were seriously questionable. She took off her clothes a bunch in Love and Other Drugs to show us she’s a grownup, but let’s be honest, we were all busy looking at Jake Gyllenhaal. Also, Alice in Wonderland is so f*cking weird and I’m still mad I had to watch it once when I was babysitting.
Looking at the whole timeline, 2012 is where the sh*t really hit the fan. In the same year, Anne ruined the last Batman movie and cried way too much in Les Mis, for which she somehow won an Oscar. On top of thatAnne managed to give the most eye roll-worthy Oscar speech in recent memory while showing us all her nips in her gown. Her pretentious-ness was a lot to handle, and it was hard to take her seriously.
So where are we now? After winning her Oscar, Anne laid low for a few years, putting out some projects here and there, but taking a break from really being in the spotlight. Honestly? It was the best decision she’s ever made. Now, she’s back on the scene, but she seems way more self-aware about basically everything. Her role in Ocean’s 8 this summer was totally hilarious, and we haven’t seen her do comedy like that in a very long time. She’s also gotten into the big business of celebrity commenting on Instagram, and she had a really lovely Insta exchange with Lady Gaga after she saw A Star Is Born.
So basically, Anne Hathaway is doing great right now, and I’m excited to see where this takes her. Hopefully she can keep things normal and down to earth for as long as possible, because she really is a great actress. Happy birthday Anne, keep up the good work!
Images: Shutterstock; Giphy; @annehathaway / Instagram
You probably knew that your favorite movie to watch on E! all the time was a book first. Now, The Devil Wears Prada writer gives us the sequel we all deserve, i.e., one that doesn’t focus on Andrea. I mean, can any of us shake the imagery of that character portrayed by Anne Hathaway in one horrible cerulean sweater? I think not.
So anyway, the book, out June 5, 2018, centers on the real star of the show, Emily. It’s called When Life Gives You LuLulemons. TBH, that title is on brand enough for any betch to pick up as her 2018 beach read without even knowing it was a DWP sequel.
Sure, this is not the first sequel of the series. Book two was Revenge Wears Prada: The Devil Returns. I’m pretty convinced the third installment of the series will be even better because next to Miranda Priestly, Emily Charlton was a tried and true betch. It’s like, if you don’t say “I’m just one stomach flu away from my goal weight” on the reg, who even are you?
Sure, her character in the book and the one in the movie probably differ a bit, but you can bet your ass you’re going to read her quotes in Emily Blunt’s voice in your head. In the first chapter of the book, Emily is called to solve a PR crisis for an up-and-coming pop start who is spotted in a Nazi costume. So basically after leaving publishing, Emily became a British Olivia Pope of sorts. Grool.
Of course, you’ll have to read the rest for yourself in six months. But the best part is that the movie adaptation, if there is one, won’t have Anne Hathaway. Can we get a studio on this, stat?
Every once in a while, a movie comes along that’s so betchy it quickly transforms from a standard flick into a visual betch bible. There’s Cruel Intentions and Mean Girls for baby betches, Legally Blonde for the college betch and, of course, The Devil Wears Prada for the young professional (despite the fact that Anne Nicegirl Hathaway can’t fucking sit with us). And because the entire world dreams of being as incredible and powerful and fab as Miranda Priestly, The Devil Wear’s Prada is coming to Broadway. Brb, running to buy my ticket rn.
Our fave gay BFF Elton John and famous playwright bro Paul Rudnick are the ones creating the whole thing, so like, shit should be good. This isn’t Sir Elton’s first fucking rodeo, amiright? The only downside is that the production company has said that none of the original cast will be in the play. I know, I know. Y’all are gonna freak tf out and be like “that’s great news because Mia prin-cess of Genovia is the fucking worst,” but like, you gotta admit watching her get shit on for two hours was entertaining af. Not to mention, who could ever replace Emily Blunt and Queen Meryl? No one. That’s who. But IDGAF because shit is legendary and who doesn’t wanna see Miranda Priestly realness in person?
